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Until the Sun Arises

I'm tired of people
wearing their tears
on their sleeves
like cuff-links,
banging their heads like cymbals,
beating out lifeless
of indifference.
You're different.
I caught a glimpse of you --
and laid back.
I found you -- a needle
in the haystack
of imbeciles.
Open your eyes now!
Allow me harbor you
in my arms
until the sun arises.